Monthly Archives March 2010

Parties, Traffic Violations, and Losing Things

This past weekend Dave and I went to Utah. I haven’t been in Utah in about a year. It was a great trip, but, Wow, did we have an adventure.

Day One (Friday)

We flew into Salt Lake via New York (Thank You, Jetblue terminal for being AWESOME). We arrived at 5.30, Grabbed our rental and headed off to Provo. My Bridal Shower was planned for 7.30. Oh, and we got In-N-Out on the way. Major Yum. I inhaled it like I hadn’t eaten in 4 days. MmmmMmmmmmm…. So I got to Stacey’s house and had chocolate fondue (as a salute to the Very Well Known Bekka/Lacey/Steph Chocolate Parties). I got to see my wonderful friends, talk and laugh and talk and laugh some more. It was SO GOOD to see everyone. I miss all my friends in Utah so so so much. I got great presents, but mostly I was able to see and and talk to and hug and laugh with everyone.

Day Two (Saturday)

I wake up, and I can’t find my make-up bag, airplane neck pillow thing, Dave’s sunglasses, and my NYC t-shirt. All of these things were supposed to be in my suitcase. I unpacked and repacked my suitcase, like, 6 times. And everything has completely disappeared. Somehow my suitcase came unzipped and everything important fell out while I was walking to my friend’s house. We found the tshirt and the neck pillow thing. But the make-up? Dave’s sunglasses? Gone. No More. I’m going to a wedding, and my

make-up bag is gone. (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!). Dave says, it’s fine, you don’t need make-up, you look beautiful. (Thanks, Honey, but … not to a wedding). I wanted to cry, but I wasn’t going to let the first time I really cry in front of Dave be about make-up. I do have some self respect, even though I’m freaking out about make-up. And to make matters worse, it’s not walmart make-up. We’re talking Bare Minerals, yes, the stuff from the infomercials. Pricey.

After I freaked out, we went to breakfast with Dave’s sibs (and sib-in-law). Way fun. Took my mind off my little dilemma. And off to Dave’s grandma and grandpa’s house we went. I was able to meet them for the first time, we talked and got to know each other briefly, and then Dave and I had to take off like a plane to continue our adventure. And I had a brilliant idea. Nordstrom’s make-up counter. We went there, I told them my sob story, I had 3 make-up ladies around me, grieving with me for the loss of my make-up. And they sat me down, and did my make-up, gave me replacements and threw in a complementary make-up bag for free. PHEW. Disaster Averted.

We went to pick up Dave’s friends, got In-N-Out (for the second time – YUM). And were merrily on our way to the Bountiful Temple. We’re right about to the freeway when something strange happens. We’re just all talking and laughing in the car and Dave pulls over to the side of the road...

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Revenge, an open letter to those wishing something sweet…buy some starbursts

To those victims of my wedding reception day car decorating skills:

My dear friends, I know you feel like the day of your wedding you were victimized.  The day when you made solemn vows for eternity you found your mode of transportation slightly unable to perform its function.  I want to explain to you how trying to seek revenge will not be as sweet as you think.

Jeff and Melea:  Yours was the first car I ever went to town on with my partner in crime, Josh.  We worked hard on putting together a masterpiece of car decoration...

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